Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Brad kept checking his phone from time to time while waiting for his client, eager to see whether Nadine had messaged him.

But even until noon, she had gone radio silent.

Staring at the empty chat screen, he finally decided to send her a message himself.

"My mind is full of you. What should I do? I can't possibly get rid of my head, can I?"

After sending it, he regretted it a little and considered deleting the message. He stared at the chat screen for a moment and ultimately decided against it.

"Let her see it," he thought. He wondered how she'd respond.

Crossing his legs, Brad waited in good spirits for Nadine's reply. But even after the contract was signed and he had his lunch, there was still no response from her.

Frustrated, he texted her again.

"Do you need a dictionary to reply to me?"

continued waiting for her response. Yet another 30 minutes

her lack of response, he grabbed his phone and called her. The call got

still no

surprised to hear from Brad. "Didn't Nad go to Hamilton Estate? She said she was going to

fully supportive of whatever was going on between Brad and Nadine, so she didn't ask too many questions. She was even pleased to see how much he cared

called the estate, yet there was still no news

did he realize something was

his men, demanding

until midnight, but

hospitalized at Central Hospital. He had narrowly escaped a stabbing incident, the blade missing his heart by

reserving an entire floor for himself. His bodyguards crowded the floor

he even kept a

noticed

purchase. But for

He had incurred losses of